Kazzatobhk
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- Jul 21, 2019
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Hunched over a tall glass of something vaguely alcoholic Kazzatobhk looked for all the world like nothing more than a pilot passing time between refuels; a battered old coat, the pair of blasters strapped to his thighs - just another spacer stopping for a drink in one of many cantina's aboard Port Reshkan on the Perlemian. No one would suspect the Wookiee to be a member of the Alliance waiting for news on an overdue cargo of weapons, which was sort of the point. Eying the dirty glass with a barely contained snort of disgust he knocked the drink back in one long quaff and gestured at the Ardennian behind the bar to send him another.
He'd waited nearly a week for the shipment before sending the encrypted signal that something was amiss. His contact at the Station's flight control had logged the bulk freighter carrying the cargo entering the system, and then nothing. No distress signal, no check-in, no sign of debris; the ship had disappeared without a trace. Which generally meant one thing...
"Pirates."
He snarled the word like a curse. The only thing worse was a slaver, and the two seemed to co-mingle more often than not. Only the knowledge that the shipment was important to the Cause kept him from seeking the filth out on his own. Luckily, he didn't expect to be on his own for very much longer. A three-burst squawk on his comms frequency had let him know that things were about to get interesting on Port Reshkan.
'The cavalry has arrived.'
@Logan
He'd waited nearly a week for the shipment before sending the encrypted signal that something was amiss. His contact at the Station's flight control had logged the bulk freighter carrying the cargo entering the system, and then nothing. No distress signal, no check-in, no sign of debris; the ship had disappeared without a trace. Which generally meant one thing...
"Pirates."
He snarled the word like a curse. The only thing worse was a slaver, and the two seemed to co-mingle more often than not. Only the knowledge that the shipment was important to the Cause kept him from seeking the filth out on his own. Luckily, he didn't expect to be on his own for very much longer. A three-burst squawk on his comms frequency had let him know that things were about to get interesting on Port Reshkan.
'The cavalry has arrived.'
@Logan
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